Alex stopped the bus about thirty miles away from the school.
Alex passed around a piece of paper saying, "State who you are and something about you." When the paper came back, he read it to himself.
Luke - You know who I am bro.
Darwin - I love explosions.
Kathy - I love animals and anything adorable.
Drake - I wanna be a future rapper. If not, a helicopter driver.
Sabrina - I love nail polish.
Angela - Hi baby.
Then, Alex dropped the paper. He looked up to see Angela walking down the aisle.
"This is our future. Me walking down the aisle to you, ready to kiss." Angela said with a grin.
Alex had enough.
Alex grabbed the shotgun and pointed it at her. "Look here. I am sick and tired of your crap! You can either treat me like any normal person or get off the bus!"
Angela looked concerned.
"Alright." Angela said with a sigh. "I won't say that stuff anymore. I never realized you hated it so much."
She turned and took her seat. Alex responded and put down the gun.
He continued reading.
Samantha - I LOVE DRAWING ANIMALS
Brittany - I love you (tee hee)
George - I think that you look like a great leader.
Matthew - I know three languages by heart.
Chad - Will eat anything for twenty bucks.
Bryan - Look out behind you.
He was then punched in the back.
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Apocalypse Rising
Science FictionAlex Johnson was living through his normal life, until a hoard of zombies disrupted his daily routine. Luckily, him and eleven other friends have escaped death, but they are always in danger. Zombies. Wolves. And a gang of futuristic murderers c...
